I woke up, as I often do, with an unshakable sense of dread. I lay in bed for as long as I could, hoping the feeling would pass.
But it didn’t, so I got dressed, went upstairs and made myself some breakfast. I put on soothing music and lay down on the couch.
But still, a thousand negative thoughts kept racing through my head. Desperately wanting to escape the thoughts, I began to meditate, trying to focus only on my breath.Read more on themighty.com